Because I've Been Reincarnated as the Piggy Duke, This Time I Will Say I Like You

Once upon a time.

That's not a story that's old enough to be a fairy tale.

"What are those eyes? Look! Remember!

"I know how many times you say! Monsters can be eaten deliciously! What do you do if your servant of the Denning family can't do as much monster food! By the way, the meat you ate yesterday is monster meat Look, don't make a bad face! "

There was a little girl writing to cry.

There was a girl who was secretly playing in the shadows.

There was a boy who watched such a girl secretly from the shadow.

"We are the Duke of Denning. To be honest, it may be more challenging to educate, because it is a family that should be an example of the Daliss nobility."

Only his private room, where he could be alone, was a haven for the girl.

The education provided to her in her small, custom-made vestments was fierce.

But no one in the house thinks she will be a formal servant of Slow Denning in the future.

"... Yeah, it was much worse than I thought."

The wind prodigy has already made its name in the country, and is often invited to another family as a guest.

Each time, he wanted to keep a small child, Charlotte, in sight of himself.

Therefore, she needed to be finished without any coarseness.

"Charlotte. If you don't want to be a servant, consider another path."

She can't use magic.

Denning's true value is on the battlefield, so it can't be said that Denning's followers cannot use magic.

It is clear that if Slow Denning is a little older, a perfectly educated wizard will be an official follower.

I don't know how many years it will be, but it's probably not far away.

No one knows if she, apart from the wind prodigy, will be working in the mansion as a maid or choosing another future.

So, the homeowners taught Charlotte with love their future education, such as washing and simple cooking.

It was kindness including harshness.

"I hate it!"

"……why?"

The wind prodigy was reading a book written as Monster Taizen.

He has something to do with him.

I couldn't just care for Charlotte.

"... My friend is only Slow."

In spite of Charlotte's words, Slow Denning opened his eyes.

I was surprised.

I left the book and saw Charlotte.

The great spirit of the wind, Alto Ange, is sleeping.

The paranormal was sleeping most of the day, as if healing tiredness for many years.

"..."

That's it.

I'm the only one who can help her in this world.

There are people who know her identity, why she laughs as if she was in trouble with her old life, and why she looks lonely out of the window and looks at the direction of the Empire.

I know everything.

Only I know the bitterness of your secrets.

Slow stood up, trying to hug Charlotte.

"Kyaa!"

"I love you!"

――― I was overpowered.

Every day, Charlotte, who is doing various things, was stronger.